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Ananya Bhat

Children Stories Fantasy

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Ananya Bhat

Children Stories Fantasy

My Teacher Is a Witch

My Teacher Is a Witch

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Just a few days ago, I found out that my

Dear class teacher is able to fly!!

She transformed the board into an ape,

And her white chalk into a grape.

 

She gave us a grin and winked her eye,

And without warning – she began to cry!!

Tears rolled down her cheek onto the floor,

Which turned into rabbits that hopped out the door.

 

She pulled out her wand as we stared in surprise,

Pointed it at girls who turned into mice.

The little mice gave squeals of fright,

Ran around and disappeared out of sight.

 

“But Teacher!!” – We cried, quite horrified.

“Oh, you useless kids, move aside!!”

Saying so, she pushed us afar,

And drenched poor Millie in black tar.

 

Little Millie began to cry,

And our class teacher readied up to fly.

She soared up high but crashed into a beam,

It was then I realized, it was but a dream.


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